Rise of the Wasteland

Aunt Zhang said that she had to go home to cook quickly. In fact, she held Zhou Qingfeng for more than an hour and talked under the street light before thinking about leaving. He sent the old lady to a taxi, and when he reached the sidewalk, he heard a crisp voice on the side of the road calling for oranges.

"Aunt Zhang, it's not easy for you to come here. I have nothing to send you. Buy a few pounds of oranges and take it with you." This gift is still coming and going, Zhou Qingfeng feels that it is never good to let the old lady astronaut go back.

I just walked to the orange stand, but Zhou Qingfeng exclaimed, "Sister Yuan, are you here?"

Orange stand is a wooden board car, behind the car is a simple dress Yuan Mei. The little young woman stood half-length in the shade of a tree, and the street lights couldn't shine her.

Listening to Zhou Qingfeng's shout, the young woman immediately twisted, um, ah, it took a long time to say weakly, ‘Xiao Zhou, want oranges? Baotian, three pieces ..., three pieces and five pounds.

I do n’t think there are at least four pieces of oranges in other homes. The better ones are six or seven pieces. The young woman sells three pieces of five, which is really cheap.

However, Zhou Qingfeng glanced around and didn't see Guo Jiaming's soft egg, and said with a cold face: "There are few pedestrians on this road, and there are many babbles at night. It's not safe for a woman to set up a stall here. Why not? Go to the night market? Do you think you have enough trouble? "

The young woman seemed to be afraid of the dead-faced Zhou Qingfeng, and she stepped back in a timid step. She said timidly: "There are also small puppets at the night market, and protection fees are also charged. My capital is on this orange. Can't go to the night market. "

Zhou Qingfeng looked at the bunch of oranges again. They were all good. They seemed to have been carefully selected and wholesaled at the farmers' market. "You are so poor? Are you a man? I do n’t watch the stalls with you this night. , Where did he go? "

少妇 The young woman bowed her head and said nothing, and was forced to ask a few words before Zhou Qingfeng whispered, "He is watching TV at home."

"He's **** awkward." Zhou Qingfeng felt the fire when he heard this. How could a woman's family show up and work hard outside to make money. A grandfather who traveled and watched TV at home? He turned around and wanted to go to the residential building and scoop out the soft egg.

"Don't, don't, Xiao Zhou, don't mess around!" The young woman looked at Zhou Qingfeng's rage and quickly chased him out from behind the stall. She desperately took his arm and said, "Xiao Zhou, give your sister some face, sister. Live on this face now. Sister, please don't make a noise, it's too dark. ”

"You're living like this, what face do you want?" Zhou Qingfeng yelled angrily: "Why don't you divorce? Have to live with a wanderlust? You are not tired, I am tired of you. "

But the young woman just cried, just shook her head, dragged Zhou Qingfeng with her hands, she just didn't let him go, and begged a few words, ‘Do n’t make things big’.

I watched Aunt Zhang for a long time and had gossip addiction before she came up and persuaded: "Xiao Zhou, don't get involved in the matter between two people. Your daughter's family must also have a face, and you make a big deal of it He patted his **** and left. How can Xiao Yuan live?

After Aunt Zhang persuaded Zhou Qingfeng, she came to persuade the young woman again, "Xiao Yuan, remember aunt I don't? I watched you grow up. I'm familiar with your parents, you have to call me" Auntie " '. "

The little young woman called obediently, "Auntie", and even made Aunt Zhang laugh. The old lady looked back and forth between Zhou Qingfeng and the young woman for a long time, as if she had a plan in mind.

When I returned to the orange stand, Zhou Qingfeng touched his pocket and took out three hundred dollars. He said, "I have packed this bunch of oranges and sell them to me cheaper, is it enough?"

The oranges on the scooter are seventy to eighty pounds, and three to five pounds are almost three hundred. The young woman hesitated for a long time and said, "You can't use that much money. And why do you buy so many oranges? It's easy to break if you leave them for too long."

"I eat too much, can't I?" Zhou Qingfeng dropped 300 yuan and grabbed a few plastic bags from the orange stand by himself. He packed seven or eight bags of dozens of pounds of oranges, he dumped two bags for Aunt Zhang, and the rest was taken away by him alone.

Before leaving, Zhou Qingfeng left his ramen and beef sauce for supper and stuffed it to the young woman. At the end, she yelled at her, ‘I think you have n’t eaten yet, this supper is for you. It's over nine o'clock, it's not safe at night, go home quickly, don't run around outside ’.

I waited for Zhou Qingfeng to go away, but Aunt Zhang, who was supposed to go, had not yet left. The old woman leaned in front of the young woman and relieved: "Okay, okay, don't cry. Xiaozhou is very kind, he is for your good!"

The young woman looked at the empty scooter stall, and then looked at the three hundred dollars in her hand, wiped her eyes subconsciously, and whispered, "I didn't cry, I know Xiao Zhou's heart is good, but he is old I like murderers, and I was scared by him. "

"It's nothing to be scared. They like you." Aunt Zhang said with a smile.

The young woman was really startled, and hurriedly denied: "Ma'am, don't talk about it. I've been married for several years, and it's nothing to Xiao Zhou. I don't care, but don't break Xiao Zhou ’s reputation. "

Aunt Zhang changed her topic and asked with a smile: "Xiao Yuan, what's the matter with the guy in the Guo family? If you can't get on, leave, you can't toss yourself to death, and you don't owe them old Why Guo, why hang yourself on a tree? "

The young woman was sighing initially, then she shook her head and didn't speak. Don't force her to ask before she said with tears: "I'm pregnant, I'm 28, I want this child. I don't even want a child, so I don't have a father what!"

As soon as he said this, Aunt Zhang also sighed and felt sad, two women, one old and one young, standing in front of the scooter booth and wiping tears.

And Zhou Qingfeng carrying a few sacks of oranges back to the residential building, walked to his door, and saw that the door of Guo's house next door was still a newspaper sealed with a big hole ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ There was a ping-pong pong in the room Fighting, I don't know what TV series are being played.

Zhou Qingfeng stared at the big hole in front of Guo's door with an overcast face, and then watched the flashing TV light in Guo's house through the glass window. He wanted to kill him. He returned to the room and put down a few bags of oranges, but received a call from Aunt Zhang.

Ninety percent of the specific content of the phone was blindly spoken, but in the end, he asked Zhou Qingfeng, ‘Did you like someone ’s daughter-in-law’?

"Ma'am, how can you? You think too much. I just feel that it is not easy for Sister Yuan, and I want to help her. I have no other meaning." Zhou Qingfeng denied this because he couldn't tell himself Why care about that little daughter-in-law.

For the past, Zhou Qingfeng will not be too unreasonable when he encounters such a broken thing-it is difficult to live his own life. Who cares to control the lives of others? It was just that he had been in the wasteland for ten days, and many moral regulations had greatly weakened him, and he began to do things on his own will.

"Your man's thoughts, my old lady is still unclear?" Aunt Zhang didn't say much about Zhou Qingfeng's denial, but she just didn't believe it in words, but said a few words about the benefits of Yuan Mei and exaggerated the other person. A few words.

The phone hung up and Zhou Qingfeng didn't bother to think about the suffering of the young woman. The other party would rather suffer and suffer than look good, but he would not help if he wanted to help, he would just go to bed and go to bed.

The next day, Zhou Qingfeng was still fine. As usual, he slept until noon and ran out for dinner. When he suddenly ran out of his computer, a title bar appeared on the computer that said: Twenty-four hours later, he would enter the wasteland again. Some low-value supplies ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Welcome the book readers to read, the latest, fastest, most popular serial works are all in ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Mobile users please read.